K so today went to work did a bunch of shit yada yada. THEN, jeff jim and I hit golf balls at th emajest golf range. My best was a rocket that went abut 300000 yards! Played some music BUT this is what is really important:
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
OMG! A BELBER MUSIC VIDEO!
Glory be! I have unearthed a rare find! A DAN BELBER MUSIC VIDEO! Experts have begun analyzing if it's authentic but judging by the unique blend of tough guyness and emoness (a trait found only in Belbers) the scientific community is fairly certain that this is in fact the infamous BELB!
Monday, February 25, 2008
HOT TUB POPPIN BUBBLY!
Went to work. Did script coverage. Then my boss asked me to drop off the master tape of My Name is Bruce to Image, a dvd distribution company. Apparently the company started off distributing pornography and apparently the town they're in, Chatsworth, CA, is the porn capital of the world according to my boss. I didn't have any sightings however.
When I was driving into my apartment complex there was a hummer stopped at the main gate. The driver got out of the car and was frantically searching his car. I got the hint and rolled down my window and held out my access card. He took it and slipped on by. However, the guard at the gate, the white guy who was the cross between William H. Macy and Paul Reubens, the guy I gave the thumbs up to earlier, saw this and had some words for my friend.
Then nikki and I went to the hot tub. No fly girls this time but it was crowded again. Probably 10 people in it. No big deal.
Now I'm writing the next ten pages of my screenplay. Later players!
When I was driving into my apartment complex there was a hummer stopped at the main gate. The driver got out of the car and was frantically searching his car. I got the hint and rolled down my window and held out my access card. He took it and slipped on by. However, the guard at the gate, the white guy who was the cross between William H. Macy and Paul Reubens, the guy I gave the thumbs up to earlier, saw this and had some words for my friend.
Then nikki and I went to the hot tub. No fly girls this time but it was crowded again. Probably 10 people in it. No big deal.
Now I'm writing the next ten pages of my screenplay. Later players!
LA LA LA!!!!
The Oscars. Dreck! I was invited to several Oscar parties but I don't like award shows nor do I like liberals bloviating about politics as if they knew what they were talking about. Shut up John Stewart your political ideology is comparable to that of a 5 year old's, "War is bad, peace is good!". How edgy and intellectual of you.
So instead I played some guitar with Jim. Then Nikki, Alex and I went to the hot tub. Where there was an amateur rap video being shot, or at least it seemed. There was bubble bath in the tub and 4 "fly girls" (see: ghetto trash) getting high, getting drunk, listening to terrible rap and r&b and singing loudly. They started putting on a show for us by dancing provocatively, when they started feeling on each other it was time to go.
It was nothing like this:
But by god how I wished it was.
So instead I played some guitar with Jim. Then Nikki, Alex and I went to the hot tub. Where there was an amateur rap video being shot, or at least it seemed. There was bubble bath in the tub and 4 "fly girls" (see: ghetto trash) getting high, getting drunk, listening to terrible rap and r&b and singing loudly. They started putting on a show for us by dancing provocatively, when they started feeling on each other it was time to go.
It was nothing like this:
But by god how I wished it was.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
USC FILM SHOOT
So when my alarm went off at 8:30am this morning, I was 75 percent sure I was going to go back to sleep. I didn't. Instead I went to a movie set on a sound stage at USC with Pat. I learned a ton of a shit about electric! I was on set for fifteen hours though. The director kept taking 8 takes for reaction shots. I started out as a grip and by the end of the day I had been promoted to second AC (assistant camera). ROCK!
USC has a beautiful campus with a beautiful sound stage and beautiful people. And it is right int he middle of EAST LA, the hood.
But enough about me, Enjoy:
USC has a beautiful campus with a beautiful sound stage and beautiful people. And it is right int he middle of EAST LA, the hood.
But enough about me, Enjoy:
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Eric Gulliver and A New Guitar!
MY NEW GUITAR ARRIVED! A brand spankign new Seagull S6. It's pretty fucking nice. It has a rich full tone and the fretboard is 1.75 inches wide which is significantly wider than my last guitar, which of course means less finger crowding on more intricate chords! I went over to Jim's and we played some geetar. Then Eric Gulliver showed up and we went back to his place with Sam and Nikki and tried ot watch a movie but ended up talking about conspiracy theories.
Here's a picture of my guitar!
notice the cherry wood sides and top with a full body construction! VERY NICE!
Here's a picture of my guitar!
notice the cherry wood sides and top with a full body construction! VERY NICE!
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday
Went to class today. Went to dinner with my room mate and my room mate's parents. Drove Hallie home. Sleep...
Thursday, February 21, 2008
HALLIESAURUS!
Hallie is in Hollywood this week to cover the Oscars. Her, Pete and Josie (who I intern with) went out to the Blue Room Last night. We watched the lunar eclipse with a bunch of old bar goers. Then we went to Chipotle where they sell burritos and beer! Hallie got both... Then we went to El Guapo for my room mate Jeff's Birthday! They had a bunch of beer pong tables. I played one game with Hallie and lost. Then I dropped Hallie off at her hotel. When I was pulling out of the parking lot some guy made an illegal u-turn in his suv and almost hit me. His car is now face to face with mine. He looks at me as if to say 'WTF?!" I stare back. He doesn't budge for a good 45 seconds. Finally he pusses out and backs up and leaves.
Then on the way back home I swiped my security card at the main gate. Before driving into the oakwoods I stopped and gave the security guard at the gate a thumbs up for about a minute. Finally seeing me this guy who looks like a cross between William H. Macy and Paul Reubens slams his window open and says in a comically hyper voice "YOU GUYS HAVE AN AWESOME NIGHT! YOU HAVE A BETTER THAN AWESOME NIGHT!" He gave us the peace sign. So I said back "You have a better night than us!" Then he goes "PEACE!" and gives us the peace sign. I had enough and drove in!
Here's some funny stuff:
Then on the way back home I swiped my security card at the main gate. Before driving into the oakwoods I stopped and gave the security guard at the gate a thumbs up for about a minute. Finally seeing me this guy who looks like a cross between William H. Macy and Paul Reubens slams his window open and says in a comically hyper voice "YOU GUYS HAVE AN AWESOME NIGHT! YOU HAVE A BETTER THAN AWESOME NIGHT!" He gave us the peace sign. So I said back "You have a better night than us!" Then he goes "PEACE!" and gives us the peace sign. I had enough and drove in!
Here's some funny stuff:
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Bruce Campbell
Today, there is a screening for Bruce Campbell's My Name Is Bruce, at the lot I work at. Bruce Campbell just stopped in my office today. I said what's up to him. He chilled in the office for a bit then went out to lunch. No big deal.
For those that don't know, This is Bruce:
For those that don't know, This is Bruce:
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Almost Iron Maiden and Snakeheads
Long Day. Anyway, I tried going to Iron Maiden today. My friend was supposed to get tickets for me but wasn't able to. But i got to check out the Forum in Inglewood and that was fun.
Check out this fish:
It's called a snakehead. It's a veracious fish that eats anything in its path. It will even try to kill humans. It can crawl up on dry land live without water for four days! Pretty nuts right?
Check out this fish:
It's called a snakehead. It's a veracious fish that eats anything in its path. It will even try to kill humans. It can crawl up on dry land live without water for four days! Pretty nuts right?
BTW
I would be remiss if I didn't mention that Jessica came to Los Angeles this weekend. Her and I hung out at Starbucks. It was fun. Then Jessica went back to Northern California, where she hasn't been heard from since.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Barney's Slayed
Well, it's Sunday and I've been sick for over a week now. The doctor told me I have the flu but I know I have a sinus infection. That's neither here nor there.
Last night me and some of the good time people went to Barney's Beanery. This was Janis Joplin's favorite watering hole. Jim Morrison and the Doors would chill there too. Morrison got kicked out for urinating on the bar. Quentin Tarantino supposedly wrote Pulp Fiction in one of the booths. Anyway, the place was pretty tight. They had a bunch of pool tables, an air hockey table and a foozball table.
I jumped on the pool table, played some dudes from New York, they put one of their friends on my team so it could be two vs two. I ended up sinking every ball! Then went on to win ten more games. Pool is fun.
Lately I've been jamming with some peeps. Jim Alex and I have been playing some dual guitar with mandolin accompaniement. Then I went to Shwaman's and played some dual guitar with keyboard. But my guitar broke! The neck is coming off the body AGAIN! I have to get it fixed or get a new guitar.
Work to be done... later playas!
Last night me and some of the good time people went to Barney's Beanery. This was Janis Joplin's favorite watering hole. Jim Morrison and the Doors would chill there too. Morrison got kicked out for urinating on the bar. Quentin Tarantino supposedly wrote Pulp Fiction in one of the booths. Anyway, the place was pretty tight. They had a bunch of pool tables, an air hockey table and a foozball table.
I jumped on the pool table, played some dudes from New York, they put one of their friends on my team so it could be two vs two. I ended up sinking every ball! Then went on to win ten more games. Pool is fun.
Lately I've been jamming with some peeps. Jim Alex and I have been playing some dual guitar with mandolin accompaniement. Then I went to Shwaman's and played some dual guitar with keyboard. But my guitar broke! The neck is coming off the body AGAIN! I have to get it fixed or get a new guitar.
Work to be done... later playas!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
ISAAC AND GAVIN AND MARIO TENNIS NO BIG DEAl
Started today off with a wicked hang over. There was an open bar last night outside this beautiful theater with lights. It was all run by the Emerson mafia. I drank too much. Anywho, as I was writing in pain I thought to myself "there is no way you're going to miss another Saturday" (I woke up at 430 pm last week with a hangover). So i went to the beach with Nikkita banana and Jim. Venice Beach that is. Place is the sickest shit ever.
Then we went to the hot tub in Oakwoods. Ran into a pair of real winners, Isaac and Gavin. When they weren't busy telling funny jokes like "I'M Gavin" - Isaac and "I'm Isaac" - Gavin "JUST KIDDING!" - both, they were rubbing water on their abs and talking loudly about how some nasty chick wants to have sex with them. Sweet. So after dealing with these mouth breathers for far too long we played some Mario Tennis as Shwa's. Legend, ran that shit won 4 in a row and had to bail, no one can touch wario bitch!
Then hung out at NIkki's. Savasti and Claire provided the entertainment. I never knew people could hate so many things. But combined they hated "bowling, emerson get-to-gethers, men, people with cars, hairy people, small guys, world peace" and a thousand other things. It was great.
Hiking tomorrow.
Then we went to the hot tub in Oakwoods. Ran into a pair of real winners, Isaac and Gavin. When they weren't busy telling funny jokes like "I'M Gavin" - Isaac and "I'm Isaac" - Gavin "JUST KIDDING!" - both, they were rubbing water on their abs and talking loudly about how some nasty chick wants to have sex with them. Sweet. So after dealing with these mouth breathers for far too long we played some Mario Tennis as Shwa's. Legend, ran that shit won 4 in a row and had to bail, no one can touch wario bitch!
Then hung out at NIkki's. Savasti and Claire provided the entertainment. I never knew people could hate so many things. But combined they hated "bowling, emerson get-to-gethers, men, people with cars, hairy people, small guys, world peace" and a thousand other things. It was great.
Hiking tomorrow.
Friday, February 8, 2008
Marilyn Manson goes door to door trying to scare people
http://www.theonion.com/content/node/28771
"Look at me, suburban dung," Manson told Wesley. "Does this shock you?"
but seriously, the dude rocks:
"Look at me, suburban dung," Manson told Wesley. "Does this shock you?"
but seriously, the dude rocks:
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Desperate Housewives is a shitty show
I watched desperate housewives in class today. That show is the biggest piece of shit I've ever seen in my life. Seriously, seriously. Seriously? Desperate housewives. If you like that show you're a moron.
Aight then I went to a mall to buy a collared shirt for work. I figured 20 bucks, in and out, and i'm looking like a fly bitch. Nope. Cheapest shirt I could find at Macy's was 60 dollars. Old Navy? 40 dollars. WTF?!
Found a shirt for fifty percent off. 30 dollars later I was getting the "oh, you buy clothes on sale" look from the cashier and I was looking like a fly bitch.
Here's an example of how shitty Desperate Housewives is:
Aight then I went to a mall to buy a collared shirt for work. I figured 20 bucks, in and out, and i'm looking like a fly bitch. Nope. Cheapest shirt I could find at Macy's was 60 dollars. Old Navy? 40 dollars. WTF?!
Found a shirt for fifty percent off. 30 dollars later I was getting the "oh, you buy clothes on sale" look from the cashier and I was looking like a fly bitch.
Here's an example of how shitty Desperate Housewives is:
Whos Jazzes more flutes than me?
Tonight I played poker. Seven of us played. I got down to the final three, went all in and lost. I had ace, queen suited my opponent four, 5 off-suit. He flopped a five. I got nothing I lost.
Then I played mario Tennis! And won every game. Wario, baby!
Oh, also, the moment of truth show on fox is brilliant. If I were the host i'd just ask "would you have sex with me after the show".
Then I played mario Tennis! And won every game. Wario, baby!
Oh, also, the moment of truth show on fox is brilliant. If I were the host i'd just ask "would you have sex with me after the show".
Monday, February 4, 2008
Life as the Superbowl champs.
Alright, so I don't know if you guys watched that Superbowl, but the fucking Giants won! The FUCKING GIANTS! GIANTS BABY!
Project Pat and Speed Trap Alex invited me to their friend's house for the game. I went and it was a good turn out. 40 people, lots of food, some babes. I knew a few faces. Some recent, some from my past, see: Adam Ginavisian. I sit in a neck-cramping position in the corner of the room (seats were at a premium). The game starts.
Holy shit! GIANTS 10 minute drive to start things off. I try to remain neutral so I don't piss off the heavilly Patriots-biased crowd. 5 third down conversions later, "FUCK IT! I'M FLYING MY COLORS!". I stand up "GIANTS BABY!"... silence. Except one person "dude you're going to be my new friend". I look back and some gregarious fellow is sporting a Shockey jersey. Strength in numbers... I don't have to be faster than all the Patriots fans I just have ot be faster than the other Giants fan in the room. Same is true for bears, lions, disgruntled Hillary Clinton Supporters and PETA members.
Game wears on. Giants blow some opportunites but hang in there. Halftime: Patriots 7, Giants 3. I'll take it.
Beer, tossing a football, conversation with Tom about how the Giants have a shot. We both say "Superbowl Champions" then hang up. Back to my corner. Showtime.
More of a defensive battle. A few circus plays, fumbles interceptions. Neither team gains ground. Then the Giants strike. Eli to Tyree. I go nuts.
Fourth quarter, seven minutes left. Eli falters the Giants had a shot at an easy first down and blow it. I've seen this before. This is when the Patriots strike.
Brady starts his drive. The Patriots fan come out of their cocoon. There's no stopping them. Moss for a T.D. in the endzone. FUCK! Project Pat tells me I can sit down now. This does little more than remind me that I have been standing for the last twenty minutes. I smile and continue standing.
It's important to note that before the game I bought a new wallet. I don't know why. It was an impulse buy. I was buying a single beer before the game and saw a six dollar wallet and purchased it. It's the first time I've ever bought a wallet and the second one I've owned in my life (my first came with a pair of jeans and lasted six years).
I transfer the contents of the wallets and find a wrinkled up two dollar bill I had from 2002, when I was an employee at Starbucks in Newtown, Ct. A customer gave it to me and I put two singles in the register and kept it for myself. That bill looked more like a ripped up tissue. It's been through pools of pudding, the ocean, washing machines and hell itself. I uncrumpled it.
Well the point is every time I flattened it out some more something good would happen for the Giants. A good luck charm? Sure, I'll take it.
So two minutes left in the game. I am clutching that fucking dollar so tight, I was half expecting a diamond to form in my vice-like palms.
Eli starts the drive. Then it looks like all is lost. Eli breaks free and "HOLY SHIT! DAVID TYREE!" "HOLY SHIT!" "OH MY GOD!" "DUDE THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN!" "OH MY GOD!" "OH MY GOD, DID YOU FUCKING SEE THAT!" Me and Dave (the other Giants fan) were going nuts. We didn't say it but we knew.
The Giants were destined to win this one. After that catch there was nothing that was going to stop us.
The 25 yard floater to Burress was a formality at that point. The juggernaut had fallen and a new world order had been established. New blood coursed through the veins of football royalty. In other words: GIANTS BABY!
Project Pat and Speed Trap Alex invited me to their friend's house for the game. I went and it was a good turn out. 40 people, lots of food, some babes. I knew a few faces. Some recent, some from my past, see: Adam Ginavisian. I sit in a neck-cramping position in the corner of the room (seats were at a premium). The game starts.
Holy shit! GIANTS 10 minute drive to start things off. I try to remain neutral so I don't piss off the heavilly Patriots-biased crowd. 5 third down conversions later, "FUCK IT! I'M FLYING MY COLORS!". I stand up "GIANTS BABY!"... silence. Except one person "dude you're going to be my new friend". I look back and some gregarious fellow is sporting a Shockey jersey. Strength in numbers... I don't have to be faster than all the Patriots fans I just have ot be faster than the other Giants fan in the room. Same is true for bears, lions, disgruntled Hillary Clinton Supporters and PETA members.
Game wears on. Giants blow some opportunites but hang in there. Halftime: Patriots 7, Giants 3. I'll take it.
Beer, tossing a football, conversation with Tom about how the Giants have a shot. We both say "Superbowl Champions" then hang up. Back to my corner. Showtime.
More of a defensive battle. A few circus plays, fumbles interceptions. Neither team gains ground. Then the Giants strike. Eli to Tyree. I go nuts.
Fourth quarter, seven minutes left. Eli falters the Giants had a shot at an easy first down and blow it. I've seen this before. This is when the Patriots strike.
Brady starts his drive. The Patriots fan come out of their cocoon. There's no stopping them. Moss for a T.D. in the endzone. FUCK! Project Pat tells me I can sit down now. This does little more than remind me that I have been standing for the last twenty minutes. I smile and continue standing.
It's important to note that before the game I bought a new wallet. I don't know why. It was an impulse buy. I was buying a single beer before the game and saw a six dollar wallet and purchased it. It's the first time I've ever bought a wallet and the second one I've owned in my life (my first came with a pair of jeans and lasted six years).
I transfer the contents of the wallets and find a wrinkled up two dollar bill I had from 2002, when I was an employee at Starbucks in Newtown, Ct. A customer gave it to me and I put two singles in the register and kept it for myself. That bill looked more like a ripped up tissue. It's been through pools of pudding, the ocean, washing machines and hell itself. I uncrumpled it.
Well the point is every time I flattened it out some more something good would happen for the Giants. A good luck charm? Sure, I'll take it.
So two minutes left in the game. I am clutching that fucking dollar so tight, I was half expecting a diamond to form in my vice-like palms.
Eli starts the drive. Then it looks like all is lost. Eli breaks free and "HOLY SHIT! DAVID TYREE!" "HOLY SHIT!" "OH MY GOD!" "DUDE THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN!" "OH MY GOD!" "OH MY GOD, DID YOU FUCKING SEE THAT!" Me and Dave (the other Giants fan) were going nuts. We didn't say it but we knew.
The Giants were destined to win this one. After that catch there was nothing that was going to stop us.
The 25 yard floater to Burress was a formality at that point. The juggernaut had fallen and a new world order had been established. New blood coursed through the veins of football royalty. In other words: GIANTS BABY!
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